10th Degree

V. 1
Hold up
Running round the back, screaming bitch get back
Get the fuck up off my dick, fore you get dick slapped
In ya motherfucking face, put the game in its place
I don't wanna hear the talking from the same old lames
I been Killin this shit every minute of the week,
Every second of the year, on every motherfucking beat,
Every time I'm in the booth,
I be spitting this truth,
Try to take the crown, but I ain't fucking with you
And I ain't fucking with the rest, I'm just tryna be the best
To ever do it on the mic, yeah I say it with my chest
I keep the hits coming like the sperm out my dick
In your motherfucking eyes, bitch you can't see shit
Like you can't see us coming for the top, never stop
Got Jeck da General, so I know I won't flop
And I know I won't quit til I'm getting airplay
Better stay out the lane while I hit that wave
Better listen what I say when I spit it like this
I'm the king you a pawn, yeah we steady playing chess
You can study what we do, but you know we the greatest
Never slowing to a stop, never live with limitation
Other rappers imitating what they hear when we spit
Never debate what we do, cuz we stay so liiiiiit
And we got that grit, make you shit all on yourself
You can try to stop the thunder, but it ain't no help

(Hook)
You wanna get got, keep fuckin wit us
Talk shit on how we do it, and you get wiped up
Keep it hunnit on the haters when they get in my Lane
Flawless with the game, 10 strikes in the frames
From the cradle to the grave, we be Killin this shit
Drop the knowledge on you fuckers that be staying on our dicks
This the way it is, and this the way it's gonna be
Dee Jaymes and Jeck, to the 10th degree

(V. 2 - Jeck da General)

(Hook)

(V. 3)
When I get up on the beat I am a motherfucking killer
And I'm realer than the sinners outta Michael Jackson Thriller
And I'm finna fuck it up, like your mother in her guts
Baby mothers tryna cut, you know I don't give a fuck
And I'm running this shit, like I'm selling percocet
And you clowns are running wild, like a fucking circus tent
Give you nervous sweat, fuck with us you get wrecked
By the baddest motherfuckers Dee Jaymes and Jeck
And I'm coming for that tip top spot, keep it hunnit
If if see you out in public, best believe I make you run it
Pull up on a motherfucker with a ski mask, believe dat
Snatch you up quick, rip ya weave out, I mean that
I ain't talking bout the bitches, all these dudes bitch made
All these pussy motherfuckers, get knifed with switch blades
And you know that I'm a savage, that's the way it's gotta be
Cuz we some killas on the beats, to the 10th degree